chapter 13

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Kaiden's P.O.V

Abigail quickly passed out, i put her in my car and drove us to my place, I'm not yet done with her, my cock became harder then ever after seeing her laying in back seat of my car with her swollen lips, her cheeks are a light shade of red, and violet marks cover her tits, her hips, her neck, her stomach, her inner thighs.

i could stay inside of her for ages, i haven't been with anyone for a while now, they all bore me, until i saw that honey like eyes filled with terror

remembering her, her sweet little voice saying that she can't anymore, what a lie...

right now she's laying in my bed as i sit in front of her and looking her sleep, her slow breathing, she, a little moan escapes in her sleep, what is she dreaming about?

her sound affecting me more than it should be allowed, usually once i get who i want and make them into a mess they bore me, but it's different with her, i want more of  her, i wat to make map on her body with violent marks given by me.

"ugh" i see her rubbing her eyes as she tries to get up

"woke up already?' i ask, she's been sleeping for two hours

"wait, did it end" is that what she asks first when she wakes up, after what happened?

"that's what interests you, or are you ignoring the ache between your legs on purpose" i confront her

"right, sorry, Should I celebrate being touched by you?" she questions

so fucking stubborn, i like it, they are harder to brake but more entertainment, i wonder how long will she last

"maybe it wasn't enough for you, after all 21 years of not being touched it a long time" here she goes again, licking her swollen lips

i get up and get closer to her, i sit on the corner of the bed where her legs are, i grab her by the ankles and ask

"does it hurt" it came out as a whisper

she doesn't say anything for a little, she looks away and says "a little" lie

i tried to hold back but it was her first time, the bleeding, it must have hurt

"have you rested enough for another round?" i look at her ready to rip that shirt of her

"don't, I'm so sore" god her sweet little voice, makes my dick twitch

so it hurts...

i grab on her legs "wait, i said don't"

"I'm not gonna." i tell her, she doesn't try to stop me after that 

i part her thighs, having clear view of the masterpiece i have done to her, her swollen hunt, red inner thighs from all the biting, just perfect

"then what are you-"

"massaging it" i tell her as i started to eat her out, she tastes like heaven, so sweet

"oh my god" she breathes out, i don't stop

She arches her back, as she grips on the sheets, i tongue-fucking her as if my dick is deep inside her. I eat her out until she's shuddering and her fingers tug at my hair. soon enough she comes

i stare at her and the masterpiece of what i made of her, I've never cared for this, in my whole life i think i have only eaten pussy one or two times but I could feast on hers for ages

i see her thighs twitch a little "you said you'd give me massage"

"never said where or with what" she furrows her eyebrows, she's frustrated, it's fine, she'll get over it

"hungry?" i ask and she shook her head

"i need to use bathroom, where is it?" she questions, i point my finger towards the door

"can i have my clothes back" as if

"that slut show clothes?" i ask her

"call it whatever you want, i need to wear something" what's the need, i already have seen from inside and outside, every parts of it, every bit of her

i sigh, little disappointed and hand her my black shirt, she puts it on, and gets up from the bed but i guess her legs have gave out since i quickly catch her

"need help" i ask with a smirk, to know that i took her ability to walk turns me on, but i need to control myself

"no" she says angrily, she stands up and goes in the bathroom, soon enough i hear he went into shower

did she forgot to ask about the towel? i guess so, should i bring it to her or tease her?

she'll get more man, we don't want that, i take one of the towels that are for the guests, new one, and open the bathroom door

"HEY"

"quit screaming, i brought you a towel" she says thank you and i leave

i go to the kitchen to make some breakfast, i know for sure she hasn't eaten for at least 14 hours, she is hungry, just doesn't want to stay here, she wants to run off, not gonna happen...

i know she likes sweet things, she would constantly eat some pastry's at her work rather then sandwich or some real food

i put thick-cut slices of bacon in a cast-iron skillet, beside them i made fluffy pancakes with chocolate, i know she likes sweet and salty taste together, i made coffee for both of us, she likes is sweet, i like mine like i like my woman, bitter

i hear footsteps, she came out of the bathroom already "Kaiden do-" she cuts herself off

 "What's all this?" she asked, her tone challenging, as if daring me to explain myself.

"It's breakfast," I replied

"i said i wasn't hungry"

"does it look like i care?" i question, i really don't care what she said about her not being hungry, she needs to eat so she'll have more energy, so i can play with her more, and this game is beyond just physical

she comes closer, seeing her in my shirt that is almost till her knees makes me smirk, i know she's naked inside, no bra nor panties

she sits down and starts to take bite out of the pancake, i watch her eat, she does seem hungry for someone who said she isn't.

i lean on the counter as i take sip of my coffee, it's no longer morning but light is casting a soft glow on her features,  It's been about a month and a half since we crossed paths,  yet there's still so much I don't know about her, but there are things that only she knows, I'll find them out, i always do.

there's a stubbornness in her honey-like eyes that both challenges and fascinates me. She doesn't conform to expectations, doesn't bend to anyone's will but her own. And while part of me admires her independence, another part wonders what it would take to break her, but before that i need to brake down the walls she's built around herself.

As she finishes her meal, I find myself studying her more intently, trying to decipher the thoughts swirling behind those enigmatic eyes. She's a puzzle I'm determined to solve, a challenge I'm eager to conquer, game that I'll win. 

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